Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

i had filled out, I had lied about my town, my schooling and

my status as

important stuff that would lead the people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him have a flat

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

god, why?  His car didn't have

make it any less than

curved up as a memory

and he

we had spent the evening later in

parking space, he strode toward his black Porsche, unlocking it on the way and without waiting for me or even without looking in my direction he opened the driver

heard the

the passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw more of

sat down, I

"You don't have to drive me.I can

He didn't say anything.

would hold a lover as he pulled out of the parking

I knew where

I had written on the form after

licked my lips and tried again, "You

had a few things

gaze turned to me and he said, "I'll stop and

do you

brows went up on

on his offer, I didn't have enough money to let him

I sighed.

buy them

have to suck

will drop me off and I will wait for him to leave then I'll make my

probably cost me to take a different and longer route back

ask for the usual butterscotch

more than the fact that I would be late to reach on time to my shift at

a

turned to him and said, "Thank

looked at me for a long moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let

becoming such a gentleman all of

knew

face as I said, "No, you don't have

my eyes and cursed my fate as he opened

me so much as

I didn't wait as I

stand on my side, I blurted

He arched a brow.

lips and looked for a reason why he couldn't come inside except that

"Mom wouldn't

silence stretched between us

what felt like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his arms across

as I saw the

looked like a

suit that was a combination of